Trouble

Chapter Thirteen: Trouble

(Gaden Interdimensional Office)

Nephis sat on the silver coated bench, tapping on her feet furiously on the floor. The floor were shiny black tiles that span to the stairs. The environment had a sophisticated look with different flags on the door and government officials' pictures on the walls.

Nephis' feet tapping became louder and she glared at the door in front of her with 'ID Scan' on it. Class had started, yet she was still here, because of that prick.

A young man seated besides her, moved away when droplets of water formed around Nephis. He moved to a different bench, were Layla sat.

Layla noticed and looked at Nephis, she sighed and gestured to her. "Calm down. I don't think we'd miss much. It's theory we learn anyway." But truthfully, the presence of that prick annoyed her too.

The door opened and a tall young man, with purple hair styled in a mohawk, walked out with a grin. "Hey! You ladies were nice enough to wait for—"

"Wait for you?!" the water droplets around Nephis rose with her as she leapt from her seat and stood in front of the young man. "I had to stay here because, apparently, I've to show you around this realm because you are my kin and so that your dumb ass wouldn't get lost and killed by an angry mob because of how stupid you look! And…!"

Layla held her back, looking at the surroundings and seeing other customers looked at them worriedly. "N-Nephis, calm down. You are embarrassing yourself."

The young man hummed softly, having a calm expression that contrasted Nephis'. "So you were worried I'd get killed by an angry mob and that's why you waited, right? You are a nice older sister."

He turned to a window and touched his hair which headed up to the ceiling. "If I want to fit in here, I might need a new haircut." He tapped his hair down.

Nephis' scoffed, being calm. "You need more than a new haircut to be here. You need a change in existence. Creatures like you belong under the sea."

The young man nodded, wearing a small smile. "You think my style needs work too?" he stared down at the baggy clothes he wore. "But I'd be wearing uniform at your school, so it shouldn't matter. I will wear my normal clothes at home."

Being reminded that he'd live with her made Nephis shudder and she marched out, the water droplets floating with her. Layla and the young man exhaled in relief when she walked away.

Layla frowned at the young man. "If you had said one wrong word and she'd have blasted you with those droplets back to Guanda, Nero."

A frown came to his face. "She's just a crazy bitch."

Layla's fist clenched and she huffed. The bastard only spoke bravely when Nephis couldn't hear him. He was Nephis' black sheep younger twin brother.

Unlike Nephis that was brought to Gaden Realm to be a representative of Guanda, Nero came here because his family was tired of him. Luckily, he was amongst the few Guandans who could manipulate their essence to create magic and have elements.

To add more luck to his life, he could even control not only water but ice, despite water being the main element to Guandans. In other words, he was a lucky black sheep prick which was more Nephis' problem but Layla hoped to help her out, for the fun of it.

"Follow me. We're going to school first and you can register. I don't want you branching or I'd break a leg of yours." Layla smirked. "Don't worry, I'd heal it right back."

Nero took a step away, and moved around her to go out. Layla felt proud, at least with the annoying prick, she'd have someone to order around.

On the flip side, being late to class meant having to answer to their new teacher, Sir Zenith, and the thought of that made all her proud feelings disappear.

When the three finally reached the school, Nephis had to explain to the security why she was late. The racist security guard narrowed his eyes at her purple hair, which was unnatural to the people of Gaden Realm.

His expression changed when he saw Nero and became sure that he's a spy sent to destroy their prestigious Gaden High.

"Sir, we are currently missing classes." Layla raised her hand and said. "Please, let us in."

Since the security knew Nephis and Layla were students at Gaden High, he permitted them, but just as Nero tried walking in, he locked the gate.

Nero's skin got caught in one of the gate's pointy edges and ripped, but he hid the injured hand behind him immediately before Layla and Nephis' noticed.

"I'd need your teacher's note to let this one in." the security guard pointed at Nero. "He looks like trouble."

"He is trouble." Nephis agreed, not helping matters. Nero frowned at her words but said nothing. A thin coat of ice formed on the injured area to stop the bleeding and he kept the hand in his pocket.

Layla held Nephis' mouth and pleaded with the security guard. "Our teacher will not give us a note." Actually, she wouldn't want to ask him for one. "The boy is the sibling to this one so he's not here for anything—"

"No note, no entry." The security guard finalized, glaring at Nero. "I don't trust his thinking process."

Layla didn't even know what that meant but she sighed when Nephis agreed again. "Jokes on you, sir, he has no thinking process."

Nero scoffed, turning away from the gate and backing the school. "I'd go do my own thing then."

That's the last thing Nephis' wanted to hear. "You stand there or I'd bury you!" She began to walk towards their class. "I'd get our teacher's note and you'd come in! Layla, watch him!"

Layla nodded as Nephis disappeared to the class. He security guard also went inside his small office by the gate. Layla turned to Nero, staring at the hand that was injured. "I saw it. Give me your hand let me heal you."

He didn't budge. "Leave me alone. I'm trouble, right?"

Layla rolled her eyes. "No one will call you trouble if you haven't done troubling things—"

"Name them."

Layla frowned. How'd she name them when she wasn't from his realm? "I wouldn't know."

"Exactly." Nero sighed. "You don't even know if I'm really trouble or maybe misunderstood." He faced her. "As long as I didn't trouble you, you don't have the right to call me trouble."

Layla shook her head. He obviously tried to raise pity in her, but she knew instances were he'd been trouble.

Joining friends to blow up a meat factory because fish was the best definitely sounded like trouble. Nephis wouldn't make up something so stupid except he really did it.

"You should change, because our new teacher," she shuddered, "will not tolerate any trouble you cause."

Nero smirked. "I'd handle myself."